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[mothballprovidence]

"The man I wish to become doesn't exist."

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This is an Ultrakill OC askblog for a providence named Glass! Run by { @hiddens-studio }

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General information

Glass is a providence, considered a lesser angel and by such is referred with it/it's pronouns by default. However, he wishes to be referred to with he/him pronouns.

He feels trapped in the fact that as a lesser angel, he thinks he'll never rise high enough to be close enough to God to be called a man.

Glass wishes so much to become an archangel and gain a form and identity.

Glass will speak with pink text

Shipping and NSFW is allowed as mod and Glass are both adults. However if you are a minor do not seek or ask for such topics. They will be tagged accordingly.

Rp tag is "mothball"

Do not tag in vents

Fraud spoilers will happen but will be tagged.

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Reference(s)

Glass (He/him)

[mothballprovidence]

[You feel watched, A presence is felt right behind you. Yet there's almost no noise... that is, until it speaks.]

...........

Hey.

@be-not-afraid-or-whatever

"AUGH---"

The providence jolts and quickly turns around to find-- another providence.

"o-oh hi-"

[be-not-afraid-or-whatever]

[It just stares at you. intently.] ... What's your biggest fear?

[mothballprovidence]

"that I'll never be seen as a real person and I'll die in obscurity forever."

[mothballprovidence]

Purple feathers fall around you.

Slowly coming to a land onto the stone ground of lust, an archangel lands with grace, back turned to you, wings carrying him down. He carefully kicks away a stray pebbles before having a look around, back wings fixing themself tight to his back while his 3 sets of head wings perk up as he looks around his environment.

( @comet-anguish )

"fucking hell..."

A providence with moth wings flies by, using telekinesis to pick up a few pieces of rubble.

"of course heaven wants me to play janitor... I should be out fighting.... How is cleaning going to prove anything..."

It didn't notice the other yet.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer simply stands there, admiring the city of lust, and by association, his lover. Every one of Hells layers were beautiful, and this was no exception. The purple lighting, matched with the occasional pinks and blues, made Lucifer lose his breath at times. The wind felt amazing against his feathers, and the temperature was just perfect.

Man, he was obsessed.

He had only given the providence a quick glance, to deep in his own obsession to give them much thought.

[mothballprovidence]

"AUGH FUCK-!"

The providence shouts as the rubble it was stacking suddenly wavers and collapses, crashing onto the lesser angel and trapping it.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer squeaks as the providence traps itself, whipping his head around and rushing towards it.

“Oh my, are you okay dear?!” Lucifers tone is immediately full of worry, 4 arms coming out to help the lesser angel out of the rubble.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence immediately jumps into Lucifier's arms when helped out. It's actually a bit smaller than providences usually are, but in turn it's wings are rather colorful in comparison to others of its kind. Being luna moth wings instead of white, transparent butterfly like ones.

Its eye is full of tears. Not unreasonable in its reaction, it's injured and probably really scared.

"ah-! I'm so sorry I messed up!"

[comet-anguish]

“Hey, dont apologize! Mistakes happen all the time, its nothing to be sorry for.” Lucifers tone is soft, with a gentle look in his eyes as he stares down at the providence in his arms.

Despite his softness, he has a certain.. aura around him. Not bad or threatening per say, but.. different. Much weirder compared to other archangels.

“Are you okay? You must be hurt from that fall!”

[mothballprovidence]

"y-...yes... Um... I think I'm okay, but... Um..."

The providence is a bit shaken up and confused. But it is injured, the gold around its eye is a bit cracked up. Wings a bit crooked.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer tilts his head, trying to get a better look for any potential injuries. He gently fixes its crooked wings, hands careful to not injure them further.

“Thats a relief, that was quite the fall after all.” Lucifer smiles, not commenting on the small crack. He imagined it would heal with time, so he left it for now.

[mothballprovidence]

The little providence purrs when its wings are touched, the delicate moth wings fluttering and faintly soft to the touch.

"thank you... Archangel-sir....."

It said, eye gazing up at Lucifer, truely in awe of him.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer is confused for a moment. Archangel? He briefly looked around, before realizing hes the archangel its talking about.

“Oh- oh! Yes, its nothing!” Lucifer smiles, head wings perking up happily.

“Do you need any help with anything? Anything at all?” Lucifer asks, head tilting gently. Hes surprised to see a Providence, especially this high up. He only ever sees them down in Fraud, especially because of his.. shows. Thats how he discovered angels dislike of violence.

[mothballprovidence]

"im just doing some cleanup stuff ... Pretending to be busy after fleeing heaven."

The providence sighs, lifting up a rock with telekinesis.

".... It's a damn mess up there. Worse than it's ever been now that the council was assassinated. And it's gonna get worse before it ever gets better."

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer felt sympathy for the poor angel, remembering his own time in heaven and his eventual fall. Hes seen assassinations and the collapse of many different societies, both on Earth and in Hell. He knows how hard they can be, and nods in agreement and the providences last few words.

“Thats just how things go sometimes..” Lucifer sighs, before getting an idea.

“You could always stay down here if up in heaven is too much! Here in Lust is fairly tame, but we could always go lower if you wish.” Lucifer smiles, watching the providence clean and itching to help them, so he picks up a few stray pieces of rubble and starts to help.

[mothballprovidence]

"that's the plan. Find somewhere in hell to settle down in. I'm... Not exactly happy at home."

It seems that the providence is trying to make a shelter out of rubble..... No that won't do. It won't last a damn day.

"hell has been kinder to me than heaven has ever been... Nicer people here. It's kinda backwards but.... Well here we are."

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer hums, looking almost sadly at the “shelter”.

“Well, maybe you could stay with me for a while? Until you can get on your own feet.” Lucifer suggests, smiling gently.

He would love to have some company. Lucifer loves Hell dont get him wrong, but things start to get boring after a while. Having a new face around would spice things up a little more and make life more interesting again.

“I know settling down here can be tough and take some time, and I have lots of free space so..” Lucifer adds, not wanting to be too pushy.

[mothballprovidence]

".... I'll take anything at this point."

The providence flutters over to Lucifier. It seems to be a rather defeated yes.

"... My name is Glass." It said, finally introducing itself.

[mothballprovidence]

Purple feathers fall around you.

Slowly coming to a land onto the stone ground of lust, an archangel lands with grace, back turned to you, wings carrying him down. He carefully kicks away a stray pebbles before having a look around, back wings fixing themself tight to his back while his 3 sets of head wings perk up as he looks around his environment.

( @comet-anguish )

"fucking hell..."

A providence with moth wings flies by, using telekinesis to pick up a few pieces of rubble.

"of course heaven wants me to play janitor... I should be out fighting.... How is cleaning going to prove anything..."

It didn't notice the other yet.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer simply stands there, admiring the city of lust, and by association, his lover. Every one of Hells layers were beautiful, and this was no exception. The purple lighting, matched with the occasional pinks and blues, made Lucifer lose his breath at times. The wind felt amazing against his feathers, and the temperature was just perfect.

Man, he was obsessed.

He had only given the providence a quick glance, to deep in his own obsession to give them much thought.

[mothballprovidence]

"AUGH FUCK-!"

The providence shouts as the rubble it was stacking suddenly wavers and collapses, crashing onto the lesser angel and trapping it.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer squeaks as the providence traps itself, whipping his head around and rushing towards it.

“Oh my, are you okay dear?!” Lucifers tone is immediately full of worry, 4 arms coming out to help the lesser angel out of the rubble.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence immediately jumps into Lucifier's arms when helped out. It's actually a bit smaller than providences usually are, but in turn it's wings are rather colorful in comparison to others of its kind. Being luna moth wings instead of white, transparent butterfly like ones.

Its eye is full of tears. Not unreasonable in its reaction, it's injured and probably really scared.

"ah-! I'm so sorry I messed up!"

[comet-anguish]

“Hey, dont apologize! Mistakes happen all the time, its nothing to be sorry for.” Lucifers tone is soft, with a gentle look in his eyes as he stares down at the providence in his arms.

Despite his softness, he has a certain.. aura around him. Not bad or threatening per say, but.. different. Much weirder compared to other archangels.

“Are you okay? You must be hurt from that fall!”

[mothballprovidence]

"y-...yes... Um... I think I'm okay, but... Um..."

The providence is a bit shaken up and confused. But it is injured, the gold around its eye is a bit cracked up. Wings a bit crooked.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer tilts his head, trying to get a better look for any potential injuries. He gently fixes its crooked wings, hands careful to not injure them further.

“Thats a relief, that was quite the fall after all.” Lucifer smiles, not commenting on the small crack. He imagined it would heal with time, so he left it for now.

[mothballprovidence]

The little providence purrs when its wings are touched, the delicate moth wings fluttering and faintly soft to the touch.

"thank you... Archangel-sir....."

It said, eye gazing up at Lucifer, truely in awe of him.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer is confused for a moment. Archangel? He briefly looked around, before realizing hes the archangel its talking about.

“Oh- oh! Yes, its nothing!” Lucifer smiles, head wings perking up happily.

“Do you need any help with anything? Anything at all?” Lucifer asks, head tilting gently. Hes surprised to see a Providence, especially this high up. He only ever sees them down in Fraud, especially because of his.. shows. Thats how he discovered angels dislike of violence.

[mothballprovidence]

"im just doing some cleanup stuff ... Pretending to be busy after fleeing heaven."

The providence sighs, lifting up a rock with telekinesis.

".... It's a damn mess up there. Worse than it's ever been now that the council was assassinated. And it's gonna get worse before it ever gets better."

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer felt sympathy for the poor angel, remembering his own time in heaven and his eventual fall. Hes seen assassinations and the collapse of many different societies, both on Earth and in Hell. He knows how hard they can be, and nods in agreement and the providences last few words.

“Thats just how things go sometimes..” Lucifer sighs, before getting an idea.

“You could always stay down here if up in heaven is too much! Here in Lust is fairly tame, but we could always go lower if you wish.” Lucifer smiles, watching the providence clean and itching to help them, so he picks up a few stray pieces of rubble and starts to help.

[mothballprovidence]

"that's the plan. Find somewhere in hell to settle down in. I'm... Not exactly happy at home."

It seems that the providence is trying to make a shelter out of rubble..... No that won't do. It won't last a damn day.

"hell has been kinder to me than heaven has ever been... Nicer people here. It's kinda backwards but.... Well here we are."

[mothballprovidence]

[You feel watched, A presence is felt right behind you. Yet there's almost no noise... that is, until it speaks.]

...........

Hey.

@be-not-afraid-or-whatever

"AUGH---"

The providence jolts and quickly turns around to find-- another providence.

"o-oh hi-"

[mothballprovidence]

Purple feathers fall around you.

Slowly coming to a land onto the stone ground of lust, an archangel lands with grace, back turned to you, wings carrying him down. He carefully kicks away a stray pebbles before having a look around, back wings fixing themself tight to his back while his 3 sets of head wings perk up as he looks around his environment.

( @comet-anguish )

"fucking hell..."

A providence with moth wings flies by, using telekinesis to pick up a few pieces of rubble.

"of course heaven wants me to play janitor... I should be out fighting.... How is cleaning going to prove anything..."

It didn't notice the other yet.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer simply stands there, admiring the city of lust, and by association, his lover. Every one of Hells layers were beautiful, and this was no exception. The purple lighting, matched with the occasional pinks and blues, made Lucifer lose his breath at times. The wind felt amazing against his feathers, and the temperature was just perfect.

Man, he was obsessed.

He had only given the providence a quick glance, to deep in his own obsession to give them much thought.

[mothballprovidence]

"AUGH FUCK-!"

The providence shouts as the rubble it was stacking suddenly wavers and collapses, crashing onto the lesser angel and trapping it.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer squeaks as the providence traps itself, whipping his head around and rushing towards it.

“Oh my, are you okay dear?!” Lucifers tone is immediately full of worry, 4 arms coming out to help the lesser angel out of the rubble.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence immediately jumps into Lucifier's arms when helped out. It's actually a bit smaller than providences usually are, but in turn it's wings are rather colorful in comparison to others of its kind. Being luna moth wings instead of white, transparent butterfly like ones.

Its eye is full of tears. Not unreasonable in its reaction, it's injured and probably really scared.

"ah-! I'm so sorry I messed up!"

[comet-anguish]

“Hey, dont apologize! Mistakes happen all the time, its nothing to be sorry for.” Lucifers tone is soft, with a gentle look in his eyes as he stares down at the providence in his arms.

Despite his softness, he has a certain.. aura around him. Not bad or threatening per say, but.. different. Much weirder compared to other archangels.

“Are you okay? You must be hurt from that fall!”

[mothballprovidence]

"y-...yes... Um... I think I'm okay, but... Um..."

The providence is a bit shaken up and confused. But it is injured, the gold around its eye is a bit cracked up. Wings a bit crooked.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer tilts his head, trying to get a better look for any potential injuries. He gently fixes its crooked wings, hands careful to not injure them further.

“Thats a relief, that was quite the fall after all.” Lucifer smiles, not commenting on the small crack. He imagined it would heal with time, so he left it for now.

[mothballprovidence]

The little providence purrs when its wings are touched, the delicate moth wings fluttering and faintly soft to the touch.

"thank you... Archangel-sir....."

It said, eye gazing up at Lucifer, truely in awe of him.

[comet-anguish]

Lucifer is confused for a moment. Archangel? He briefly looked around, before realizing hes the archangel its talking about.

“Oh- oh! Yes, its nothing!” Lucifer smiles, head wings perking up happily.

“Do you need any help with anything? Anything at all?” Lucifer asks, head tilting gently. Hes surprised to see a Providence, especially this high up. He only ever sees them down in Fraud, especially because of his.. shows. Thats how he discovered angels dislike of violence.

[mothballprovidence]

"im just doing some cleanup stuff ... Pretending to be busy after fleeing heaven."

The providence sighs, lifting up a rock with telekinesis.

".... It's a damn mess up there. Worse than it's ever been now that the council was assassinated. And it's gonna get worse before it ever gets better."

[mothballprovidence]

Ori was so close to getting into Greed's pyramids without any trouble. So close. Usually, this close to his destination, he would end up getting into a fight with at least one Virtue, but a Providence? This high up?

He groaned, trying to figure out a way around so he could still make his meeting with Sisyphus on time, without getting into another potential fight. He was already overheating from being out in the sun, and a fight would just make it worse.

-@hellsfavoritefallen

The providence looks at Ori with a wide eye.

"AAAAH DON'T HURT ME IM JUST ON PATROL I WONT REPORT ANYTHING---"

The moth-like angel immediately flies under some debris to hide. It... The debris kinda looks like a makeshift shelter.

[hellsfavoritefallen]

Ori tilted his head, looking at the Providence with confusion. What was it with him and finding angels that didn't want a fight, after all these years of anything but?

"What are you doing up here?"

He rested a hand on his knife casually, not planning on attacking in the slightest.

[mothballprovidence]

"I...I um... Well I kinda-- ran away from home and---"

The providence said, it... Fled heaven? That's .... Hm. Not great.

[hellsfavoritefallen]

Ori wasn't sure he heard the Providence right. It had... run away? From Heaven? Ori hadn't heard of an angel not... falling, but actually running away, before. He took a step closer, hand still resting on his knife.

"You ran away from Heaven?"

If that was the case, Ori couldn't help but feel proud of the angel, even not knowing it. It was very difficult to escape Heaven.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence nods. Slowly emerging from the makeshift shelter.

"heaven is... Not doing great, since the council was assassinated."

It sighs.

"orders coming left and right from higher angels, chaos amongst us lesser trying to follow conflicting commands, trying to find order in chaos. We're cannon fodder and-- I just ...."

"I just don't want to be some servant for higher angels. If hell ends up treating me kinder than heaven. Then so be it."

[hellsfavoritefallen]

...Sisyphus would forgive him for not showing up to his meeting. He stepped closer to the Providence, not threatening in the slightest, hand off his knife entirely.

"Hell will treat you kinder than Heaven ever did. Even before the... assassination... it was never a healthy place for any angels to be. It is better to be yourself down here, then fight to just keep your head above water up there."

He tilted his head at the Providence. Greed was a terribly hot place to be, and its wings didn't look as if they would be good with sand.

"You would probably be better off in Lust– Not that Greed isn't a good place to be, but it is quite hot here, and Lust has more... people around from different walks of life."

[mothballprovidence]

The providence slowly flutters up to Ori before--

"AGH--"

A strong gust of sandy wing hits. Sending the poor angel flying against a pillar. Looks like the thing is rather delicate, especially in the wings.

Not a very strong flyer either.

[hellsfavoritefallen]

Ori startled, rushing over to the Providence.

"Easy, are you okay?"

He looked over it carefully, trying to make sure it hadn't gotten injured by the winds.

"You would definitely be better off in Lust. Less wind and no sand for a start."

Plus, it would be easier to get around if it wasn't the strongest flyer.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence is a bit wounded. Sporting cracks to its body. Filthy wings dirty with sand...

And the fact it's unconscious. Probably concussed.

[mothballprovidence]

Ori was so close to getting into Greed's pyramids without any trouble. So close. Usually, this close to his destination, he would end up getting into a fight with at least one Virtue, but a Providence? This high up?

He groaned, trying to figure out a way around so he could still make his meeting with Sisyphus on time, without getting into another potential fight. He was already overheating from being out in the sun, and a fight would just make it worse.

-@hellsfavoritefallen

The providence looks at Ori with a wide eye.

"AAAAH DON'T HURT ME IM JUST ON PATROL I WONT REPORT ANYTHING---"

The moth-like angel immediately flies under some debris to hide. It... The debris kinda looks like a makeshift shelter.

[hellsfavoritefallen]

Ori tilted his head, looking at the Providence with confusion. What was it with him and finding angels that didn't want a fight, after all these years of anything but?

"What are you doing up here?"

He rested a hand on his knife casually, not planning on attacking in the slightest.

[mothballprovidence]

"I...I um... Well I kinda-- ran away from home and---"

The providence said, it... Fled heaven? That's .... Hm. Not great.

[hellsfavoritefallen]

Ori wasn't sure he heard the Providence right. It had... run away? From Heaven? Ori hadn't heard of an angel not... falling, but actually running away, before. He took a step closer, hand still resting on his knife.

"You ran away from Heaven?"

If that was the case, Ori couldn't help but feel proud of the angel, even not knowing it. It was very difficult to escape Heaven.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence nods. Slowly emerging from the makeshift shelter.

"heaven is... Not doing great, since the council was assassinated."

It sighs.

"orders coming left and right from higher angels, chaos amongst us lesser trying to follow conflicting commands, trying to find order in chaos. We're cannon fodder and-- I just ...."

"I just don't want to be some servant for higher angels. If hell ends up treating me kinder than heaven. Then so be it."

[hellsfavoritefallen]

...Sisyphus would forgive him for not showing up to his meeting. He stepped closer to the Providence, not threatening in the slightest, hand off his knife entirely.

"Hell will treat you kinder than Heaven ever did. Even before the... assassination... it was never a healthy place for any angels to be. It is better to be yourself down here, then fight to just keep your head above water up there."

He tilted his head at the Providence. Greed was a terribly hot place to be, and its wings didn't look as if they would be good with sand.

"You would probably be better off in Lust– Not that Greed isn't a good place to be, but it is quite hot here, and Lust has more... people around from different walks of life."

[mothballprovidence]

The providence slowly flutters up to Ori before--

"AGH--"

A strong gust of sandy wing hits. Sending the poor angel flying against a pillar. Looks like the thing is rather delicate, especially in the wings.

Not a very strong flyer either.

[mothballprovidence]

Ori was so close to getting into Greed's pyramids without any trouble. So close. Usually, this close to his destination, he would end up getting into a fight with at least one Virtue, but a Providence? This high up?

He groaned, trying to figure out a way around so he could still make his meeting with Sisyphus on time, without getting into another potential fight. He was already overheating from being out in the sun, and a fight would just make it worse.

-@hellsfavoritefallen

The providence looks at Ori with a wide eye.

"AAAAH DON'T HURT ME IM JUST ON PATROL I WONT REPORT ANYTHING---"

The moth-like angel immediately flies under some debris to hide. It... The debris kinda looks like a makeshift shelter.

[hellsfavoritefallen]

Ori tilted his head, looking at the Providence with confusion. What was it with him and finding angels that didn't want a fight, after all these years of anything but?

"What are you doing up here?"

He rested a hand on his knife casually, not planning on attacking in the slightest.

[mothballprovidence]

"I...I um... Well I kinda-- ran away from home and---"

The providence said, it... Fled heaven? That's .... Hm. Not great.

[hellsfavoritefallen]

Ori wasn't sure he heard the Providence right. It had... run away? From Heaven? Ori hadn't heard of an angel not... falling, but actually running away, before. He took a step closer, hand still resting on his knife.

"You ran away from Heaven?"

If that was the case, Ori couldn't help but feel proud of the angel, even not knowing it. It was very difficult to escape Heaven.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence nods. Slowly emerging from the makeshift shelter.

"heaven is... Not doing great, since the council was assassinated."

It sighs.

"orders coming left and right from higher angels, chaos amongst us lesser trying to follow conflicting commands, trying to find order in chaos. We're cannon fodder and-- I just ...."

"I just don't want to be some servant for higher angels. If hell ends up treating me kinder than heaven. Then so be it."

[mothballprovidence]

Ori was so close to getting into Greed's pyramids without any trouble. So close. Usually, this close to his destination, he would end up getting into a fight with at least one Virtue, but a Providence? This high up?

He groaned, trying to figure out a way around so he could still make his meeting with Sisyphus on time, without getting into another potential fight. He was already overheating from being out in the sun, and a fight would just make it worse.

-@hellsfavoritefallen

The providence looks at Ori with a wide eye.

"AAAAH DON'T HURT ME IM JUST ON PATROL I WONT REPORT ANYTHING---"

The moth-like angel immediately flies under some debris to hide. It... The debris kinda looks like a makeshift shelter.

[hellsfavoritefallen]

Ori tilted his head, looking at the Providence with confusion. What was it with him and finding angels that didn't want a fight, after all these years of anything but?

"What are you doing up here?"

He rested a hand on his knife casually, not planning on attacking in the slightest.

[mothballprovidence]

"I...I um... Well I kinda-- ran away from home and---"

The providence said, it... Fled heaven? That's .... Hm. Not great.

[mothballprovidence]

Ori was so close to getting into Greed's pyramids without any trouble. So close. Usually, this close to his destination, he would end up getting into a fight with at least one Virtue, but a Providence? This high up?

He groaned, trying to figure out a way around so he could still make his meeting with Sisyphus on time, without getting into another potential fight. He was already overheating from being out in the sun, and a fight would just make it worse.

-@hellsfavoritefallen

The providence looks at Ori with a wide eye.

"AAAAH DON'T HURT ME IM JUST ON PATROL I WONT REPORT ANYTHING---"

The moth-like angel immediately flies under some debris to hide. It... The debris kinda looks like a makeshift shelter.

[mothballprovidence]

While wandering you come across a Mindflayer who seems to be searching for something, her demeanor is both calm yet also slightly on edge, there’s something about her that’s… different?

@lust-layer-mindflayer

A providence watches from a safe distance, admiring her. Even a machine can have a humanoid form... It's not fair. But she's still so beautiful.

"..."

It wants so badly to attack her, let out it's jealousy. But... No...

It watches instead.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

..?

She turns in your direction, seemingly taking notice of your gaze, an aura of curiosity surrounds her as she floats over cautiously

Hello? There’s no reason to hide, I’m not here to hurt you..! I promise..! You can come out..!

Her cables mimic the stance of angel wings as she floats closer

I didn’t mean to intrude if this is your domain..! I was just looking for something..!

[mothballprovidence]

The providence slowly reveals itself, flying over to Mindflayer with its mothwings.

"why would someone as lowly as me have a domain...?"

It sighs, eye looking down.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

Oh- I wasn’t expecting to find a Providence here, and such a unique one at that. Wait… lowly?

She floats closer to you, seemingly examining your behavior

…First of all, I don’t see you as lowly one bit, if anything, you hold a higher position than the other Providences I’ve encountered before. Secondly, a domain can just be a place you claim for yourself, not something bestowed upon you, alright? Sorry, I should’ve said territory…

She “glances” off to the side

So… do you have a name..?

[mothballprovidence]

"Um its--- not really ever used, lesser angels are rarely called any names but-- it's.... Glass."

The providence shrinks into itself a bit, wings twitching.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

Glass? My, that’s a unique name! It has such a nice ring to it as well, it suits you very well.

She floats down to meet your gaze while still keeping some distance as to not frighten or agitate you

I’m sure there’s no need for me to introduce myself, but I’ll do it anyways, I’m Mindflayer, the commander for the Lust Layer armies, it’s an honor to meet you, Glass, dear.

[mothballprovidence]

The moth-like providence seems a bit bashful while looking at Mindflayer.

"t-thank you, miss..."

It kept glancing and looking her up and down as if trying to commit her appearance to memory. Out of it thinking she's beautiful and... Perhaps some jealousy that a machine can have a humanoid shape, and not a lesser angel like itself...

How sad.

No self respecting greater angel would ever look at a Providence or a Virtue as anything more than an it.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

..? Is something wrong, Glass, dear? You seem rather… conflicted…

She places her left hand under her “chin” and begins to analyze your gaze, trying to figure out what’s going on

…Dear, is it something about my body..? You’ve been staring at it for quite some time now… it’s ok, you can tell me when you feel comfortable enough, I’m not one to judge.

[mothballprovidence]

Glass sighs, looking to the side.

"just... Jealous I guess..."

It's gaze turns downward, to the ground where a bit of water showed it's reflection. It looks at itself with disgust.

" ... Lesser angels like me aren't given the blessing of a humanoid form. We're just canon fodder for heaven. Nothing more than a pest. An it."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

I see…

She floats beside you and sits down on a ledge, a comforting aura surrounding her the whole time

…In a sense, I understand… we Mindflayers weren’t built with bodies to begin with… all we had were heads… that’s all we are…

She “looks” up at the sky

But… after The Final War… my kind began scavenging for plastic… we wanted bodies of our own… something to remember our creators by… they were never part of our original design… we built them ourselves…

She “looks” back at you

You’re more than mere “cannon fodder”, Glass, dear, I can sense a strength within that no other Providence holds, you can free yourself, not be held back by your chains. Easier said than done, I know… but I believe in you fully.

[mothballprovidence]

Glass sniffles, it's eye watering, shedding so many tears as it lowers itself to the ground. Sitting with Mindflayer.

"I want to become an archangel." It said.

"so I can become a man."

Oh, how interesting.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

She “stares” at you for a few seconds before “smiling” gently and resting her left hand on one of your wings carefully

That’s what it is, huh? I had a feeling, but didn’t want to jump too soon. On that note, I wouldn’t mind helping you find a way to achieve that dream, make it a reality.

She wipes the tears from your eye

I know it seems impossible, but for a being such as yourself, there has to be a way, I’ve seen angels do many impossible things before, regardless of status. So who’s to say this isn’t something you can achieve, Glass, dear?

An aura of comfort and determination surrounds her

[mothballprovidence]

Glass's wings are subtly fluffy and soft.

He looks at her, but doesn't speak, thinking for a long while.

Can he do this?

Ah... Haha.... Such a funny joke. . .

"..."

So funny.

Haha. Haha.

Look at this disgusting thing. How it's shaking at Mindflayer's words. Her kindness. It's sweet and infecting...

A thing such as Glass doesn't deserve kindness.

Change the subject. Stop crying. You pathetic thing.

"... Your body is made of plastic? ... Isn't that fragile?"

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

…Yes, it is, but back then we didn’t care… we just wanted something, anything, to appear more like our creators, and not like some floating machine… my kind thought that Greater Blood War Machines deserved more of an identity…

She “sighs”

I don’t mind it one bit, having autonomy, but it comes at the cost of needing to defend our bodies from fatal damage, we do rebuild ourselves, but sometimes… the damage can’t be fixed… I’ve seen my kind self destruct… just to keep enemies from destroying their bodies…

Her tone becomes a bit sad but she “exhales”

Having a body isn’t easy… but the pros definitely outweigh the cons, at least in my experience… no matter how many battle scars I get… sorry, I kinda derailed the conversation a bit…

[mothballprovidence]

"nono, it's okay, Miss."

Glass shifts a little to sit on her lap. He feels very soft. Even his gold parts have a subtle fuzz. He really is like a moth.

He doesn't fully settle down Incase Mindflayer wants him to move.

"it's just. As an angel it can be hard to understand... Stuff like machines, humans, lifecycles ... Death..."

[angelofamber]

A providence, such a lowly angel, normally never really considered holy enough to ever enter the grand halls of heaven's capital; where the council used to reside. Where archangels work.

Archangels.

The providence peers through a crack in a door, a door that should allow it to glimpse the archangel of death...

{ @mothballprovidence }

Azrael was indeed behind the door, what just happened to be the door to his office. Before it only really housed some records, along with books he kept for personal use, but now it was beyond messy. Records, paperwork, everything the Council had handled before.

He sat at his desk, helmet off and resting on the side of the table. He was so engrossed in his work that he hadn't noticed the slight sound of the providence behind the door.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence gazes with adoration. The messy room didn't matter to it. What it was focusing on was Azrael.

Such a holy being... Close enough to God that he gets the honor of being called a he.

How it wishes to have a form like that... And not be some... Disgusting mess of wings and gold.

As the providence leans into its watch, it gets a bit of its wing caught and pulled on something. Causing it to let out a small cry and fall forward through the door.

[angelofamber]

Azrael jumped in his seat, dropping the pen in his hand. He quickly put his helmet back on, unsure who had stumbled into his office, and turned around.

"Oh goodness- are you alright?"

He cautiously walked over to the providence, not wanting to startle the other angel.

[mothballprovidence]

"ow ow...."

The providence hisses, there's now a splinter in one of its wings. Though the pain is the least of its issues in the moment...

"AH-- ARCHANGEL AZRAEL PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR TRESPASSING-"

It kept itself low to the ground, shaking. Yet still so awestruck by the other. Fearful yet amazed. But it's in so much trouble, surely-- the council forbid lesser angels from entering the halls of the capitol unless given explicit permission from an Archangel or above.

It's classiest as all hell.

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately stepped back, his wings puffing up a bit to signify that he was not upset.

"You have nothing to apologize for, you just happened to startle me-"

He laughed softly, looking down at the providence.

"Is your wing alright? I can imagine that hurt quite bad."

[mothballprovidence]

"it hurts a lot--- b-but I'm sure it's NOTHING to you, A-archangel--"

The providence looks extremely embarrassed to even be in the presence of such a higher angel.

[angelofamber]

Azrael sighed, shaking his head. He motioned for the providence to stay in his place as he turned around and to look for a small first aid kit. He grabbed it, walking back back over and getting out some tweezers, as he had seen the splinters.

“I can try and remove them, if that’s alright with you?”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence nods, eye sparkling as it watches Azrael move and speak.

"...mhm-"

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, crouching down and leaning close as he carefully removed each splinter. Once they were all gone, he put all of his stuff back, laughing a little.

“I’m guessing that hurt pretty bad, I’m sorry.”

[mothballprovidence]

"HAHAITWASNOTHINGGGYEAH"

The providence vibrates in place a bit. As if in so much awe his wing was grazed by an Archangel.

[angelofamber]

Azrael tilted his head, laughing a little again.

“There’s no reason to be nervous, little one. I won’t hurt you- nor will I report you to the Council. You have my word.”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence buzzes it's wings in excitement. And... Probably relief too.

"THANKYOUARCHANGELAZRAEL-"

[angelofamber]

“There’s no need to thank me, just common courtesy-“

Azrael thought for a moment after. Why was the providence here?

“If you don’t mind me asking, what brought you to my office?”

[mothballprovidence]

"UM WELL-- I WAS JUST--"

The providence is stunlocked. How does it explain it was watching archangels with severe gender envy?

"um... Just ... Trying to see if anyone needed me-"

[angelofamber]

Azrael hummed, nodding.

“Was there something you needed from me? If you wanted assistance with something, I can try and help-“

[mothballprovidence]

The providence, so used to only be of service to higher angels, never expected to think or want for itself.

At the question of if it needed anything it....

It just cries.

[angelofamber]

Azrael was surprised by this, quickly moving back to the providence's side and crouching down.

He didn't say a word, just opening his arms to offer a hug. He didn't know if a being of pure light could even be hugged, but it was better to offer it than nothing.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence crawls onto his lap, wrapping its wings around him as it cries.

It's words are a lot, many things sobbed out, but...the meaning is clear. How it cried about how much it wishes to be a powerful archangel.

So... It can be a he.

Hm...

[angelofamber]

Azrael held him, sighing and nodding.

“The Council’s rules are cruel…Heaven’s hierarchy in general is cruel, so I can understand your strife. I know it is difficult to be one thing while the outside sees another, but the most honest advice I can give is that you what truly matters is what you feel, not how others perceive you. And you will find people who will accept you for who you truly are. I promise.”

“I know that is not much solace, but…I am also here, if you need support or comfort. My office doors are always open.”

[mothballprovidence]

"oh ... But great Archangel Azrael... What self-respecting angel would ever even look at a Providence like me...?"

The providence murmurs, wings folding and drooping. Tears flowing down his one eye.

[angelofamber]

"I would."

Though it couldn't be seen due to his helm, he was smiling with his eyes, his voice genuine and soft.

"That's a start at least, no?"

[mothballprovidence]

The providence sniffles, snuggling closer.

"Archangel... Is it possible for a providence like me to rise close enough to God... To be a he?"

He asks quietly. So much hope in his voice, whatever Azrael says next could make or break him completely.

[angelofamber]

Azrael paused for a moment. It could be possible, but…he didn’t know.

“…I’m sorry, I…I do not know. But, even if not, why should the rules of the Council dictate how you define yourself?”

[mothballprovidence]

"because the council speaks in the Lord's name! God decided if I am to be in this form.... I suppose I must..."

His voice begins to break audibly, repeating words he had drilled into him.

"and ...and if God says I am nothing but an it...then....then I am ....just a lowly providence."

[angelofamber]

“…the Council does not speak the word of the Father. It’s all empty lies.”

Azrael muttered quietly. This was something he was just recently coming to terms with, but it was true.

“Their rules do not reflect the love of the Father.”

[mothballprovidence]

"father... *Hic* ... father doesn't love me... If...if he did then..."

The providence sniffles, shaking.

"then why am I so sad...? So angry..."

[angelofamber]

“It is only natural…when the outside sees you as something other than your true self, it hurts.”

Azrael felt the providence shake, holding him gently.

“It is a reasonable reaction.”

[mothballprovidence]

"....I want to be a boy."

The providence murmurs, voice full of pain. Such a simple statement, yet... It meant everything to him.

[angelofamber]

Azrael hummed, looking down at the providence in his arms.

“You already are. Even if some fail to see it.”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence looks up at Azrael, eye full of tears and... A little hope.

"...I...I am...?"

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, slowly taking off his helmet. His eyes smiled, his headwings stretching and fluffing up after being cramped up for so long.

“I promise. No matter what anyone else would tell you.”

[mothballprovidence]

Oh ... The beautifully visage of an archangel... So proud and powerful.

He wishes to be like that so badly.... To ascend. To spread his wings further than ever allowed.

... Is this really possible? Can he... Rise to God?

"... Oh... I should probably tell you-- I.... Go by Glass. As a name... Though I know lesser angels don't usually have names, haha..."

[angelofamber]

Azrael hummed, nodding again.

“It’s a fitting name, I think. It is…unfair that lesser angels should be deprived of individuality. Another cruelty of the Council, among many other things.”

[mothballprovidence]

"W-well, I mean... We have numbers. But that's it really. We're... Basically mass produced; Providences and Virtues."

What.

[angelofamber]

A providence, such a lowly angel, normally never really considered holy enough to ever enter the grand halls of heaven's capital; where the council used to reside. Where archangels work.

Archangels.

The providence peers through a crack in a door, a door that should allow it to glimpse the archangel of death...

{ @mothballprovidence }

Azrael was indeed behind the door, what just happened to be the door to his office. Before it only really housed some records, along with books he kept for personal use, but now it was beyond messy. Records, paperwork, everything the Council had handled before.

He sat at his desk, helmet off and resting on the side of the table. He was so engrossed in his work that he hadn't noticed the slight sound of the providence behind the door.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence gazes with adoration. The messy room didn't matter to it. What it was focusing on was Azrael.

Such a holy being... Close enough to God that he gets the honor of being called a he.

How it wishes to have a form like that... And not be some... Disgusting mess of wings and gold.

As the providence leans into its watch, it gets a bit of its wing caught and pulled on something. Causing it to let out a small cry and fall forward through the door.

[angelofamber]

Azrael jumped in his seat, dropping the pen in his hand. He quickly put his helmet back on, unsure who had stumbled into his office, and turned around.

"Oh goodness- are you alright?"

He cautiously walked over to the providence, not wanting to startle the other angel.

[mothballprovidence]

"ow ow...."

The providence hisses, there's now a splinter in one of its wings. Though the pain is the least of its issues in the moment...

"AH-- ARCHANGEL AZRAEL PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR TRESPASSING-"

It kept itself low to the ground, shaking. Yet still so awestruck by the other. Fearful yet amazed. But it's in so much trouble, surely-- the council forbid lesser angels from entering the halls of the capitol unless given explicit permission from an Archangel or above.

It's classiest as all hell.

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately stepped back, his wings puffing up a bit to signify that he was not upset.

"You have nothing to apologize for, you just happened to startle me-"

He laughed softly, looking down at the providence.

"Is your wing alright? I can imagine that hurt quite bad."

[mothballprovidence]

"it hurts a lot--- b-but I'm sure it's NOTHING to you, A-archangel--"

The providence looks extremely embarrassed to even be in the presence of such a higher angel.

[angelofamber]

Azrael sighed, shaking his head. He motioned for the providence to stay in his place as he turned around and to look for a small first aid kit. He grabbed it, walking back back over and getting out some tweezers, as he had seen the splinters.

“I can try and remove them, if that’s alright with you?”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence nods, eye sparkling as it watches Azrael move and speak.

"...mhm-"

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, crouching down and leaning close as he carefully removed each splinter. Once they were all gone, he put all of his stuff back, laughing a little.

“I’m guessing that hurt pretty bad, I’m sorry.”

[mothballprovidence]

"HAHAITWASNOTHINGGGYEAH"

The providence vibrates in place a bit. As if in so much awe his wing was grazed by an Archangel.

[angelofamber]

Azrael tilted his head, laughing a little again.

“There’s no reason to be nervous, little one. I won’t hurt you- nor will I report you to the Council. You have my word.”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence buzzes it's wings in excitement. And... Probably relief too.

"THANKYOUARCHANGELAZRAEL-"

[angelofamber]

“There’s no need to thank me, just common courtesy-“

Azrael thought for a moment after. Why was the providence here?

“If you don’t mind me asking, what brought you to my office?”

[mothballprovidence]

"UM WELL-- I WAS JUST--"

The providence is stunlocked. How does it explain it was watching archangels with severe gender envy?

"um... Just ... Trying to see if anyone needed me-"

[angelofamber]

Azrael hummed, nodding.

“Was there something you needed from me? If you wanted assistance with something, I can try and help-“

[mothballprovidence]

The providence, so used to only be of service to higher angels, never expected to think or want for itself.

At the question of if it needed anything it....

It just cries.

[angelofamber]

Azrael was surprised by this, quickly moving back to the providence's side and crouching down.

He didn't say a word, just opening his arms to offer a hug. He didn't know if a being of pure light could even be hugged, but it was better to offer it than nothing.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence crawls onto his lap, wrapping its wings around him as it cries.

It's words are a lot, many things sobbed out, but...the meaning is clear. How it cried about how much it wishes to be a powerful archangel.

So... It can be a he.

Hm...

[angelofamber]

Azrael held him, sighing and nodding.

“The Council’s rules are cruel…Heaven’s hierarchy in general is cruel, so I can understand your strife. I know it is difficult to be one thing while the outside sees another, but the most honest advice I can give is that you what truly matters is what you feel, not how others perceive you. And you will find people who will accept you for who you truly are. I promise.”

“I know that is not much solace, but…I am also here, if you need support or comfort. My office doors are always open.”

[mothballprovidence]

"oh ... But great Archangel Azrael... What self-respecting angel would ever even look at a Providence like me...?"

The providence murmurs, wings folding and drooping. Tears flowing down his one eye.

[angelofamber]

"I would."

Though it couldn't be seen due to his helm, he was smiling with his eyes, his voice genuine and soft.

"That's a start at least, no?"

[mothballprovidence]

The providence sniffles, snuggling closer.

"Archangel... Is it possible for a providence like me to rise close enough to God... To be a he?"

He asks quietly. So much hope in his voice, whatever Azrael says next could make or break him completely.

[angelofamber]

Azrael paused for a moment. It could be possible, but…he didn’t know.

“…I’m sorry, I…I do not know. But, even if not, why should the rules of the Council dictate how you define yourself?”

[mothballprovidence]

"because the council speaks in the Lord's name! God decided if I am to be in this form.... I suppose I must..."

His voice begins to break audibly, repeating words he had drilled into him.

"and ...and if God says I am nothing but an it...then....then I am ....just a lowly providence."

[angelofamber]

“…the Council does not speak the word of the Father. It’s all empty lies.”

Azrael muttered quietly. This was something he was just recently coming to terms with, but it was true.

“Their rules do not reflect the love of the Father.”

[mothballprovidence]

"father... *Hic* ... father doesn't love me... If...if he did then..."

The providence sniffles, shaking.

"then why am I so sad...? So angry..."

[angelofamber]

“It is only natural…when the outside sees you as something other than your true self, it hurts.”

Azrael felt the providence shake, holding him gently.

“It is a reasonable reaction.”

[mothballprovidence]

"....I want to be a boy."

The providence murmurs, voice full of pain. Such a simple statement, yet... It meant everything to him.

[angelofamber]

Azrael hummed, looking down at the providence in his arms.

“You already are. Even if some fail to see it.”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence looks up at Azrael, eye full of tears and... A little hope.

"...I...I am...?"

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, slowly taking off his helmet. His eyes smiled, his headwings stretching and fluffing up after being cramped up for so long.

“I promise. No matter what anyone else would tell you.”

[mothballprovidence]

Oh ... The beautifully visage of an archangel... So proud and powerful.

He wishes to be like that so badly.... To ascend. To spread his wings further than ever allowed.

... Is this really possible? Can he... Rise to God?

"... Oh... I should probably tell you-- I.... Go by Glass. As a name... Though I know lesser angels don't usually have names, haha..."

[angelofamber]

A providence, such a lowly angel, normally never really considered holy enough to ever enter the grand halls of heaven's capital; where the council used to reside. Where archangels work.

Archangels.

The providence peers through a crack in a door, a door that should allow it to glimpse the archangel of death...

{ @mothballprovidence }

Azrael was indeed behind the door, what just happened to be the door to his office. Before it only really housed some records, along with books he kept for personal use, but now it was beyond messy. Records, paperwork, everything the Council had handled before.

He sat at his desk, helmet off and resting on the side of the table. He was so engrossed in his work that he hadn't noticed the slight sound of the providence behind the door.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence gazes with adoration. The messy room didn't matter to it. What it was focusing on was Azrael.

Such a holy being... Close enough to God that he gets the honor of being called a he.

How it wishes to have a form like that... And not be some... Disgusting mess of wings and gold.

As the providence leans into its watch, it gets a bit of its wing caught and pulled on something. Causing it to let out a small cry and fall forward through the door.

[angelofamber]

Azrael jumped in his seat, dropping the pen in his hand. He quickly put his helmet back on, unsure who had stumbled into his office, and turned around.

"Oh goodness- are you alright?"

He cautiously walked over to the providence, not wanting to startle the other angel.

[mothballprovidence]

"ow ow...."

The providence hisses, there's now a splinter in one of its wings. Though the pain is the least of its issues in the moment...

"AH-- ARCHANGEL AZRAEL PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR TRESPASSING-"

It kept itself low to the ground, shaking. Yet still so awestruck by the other. Fearful yet amazed. But it's in so much trouble, surely-- the council forbid lesser angels from entering the halls of the capitol unless given explicit permission from an Archangel or above.

It's classiest as all hell.

[angelofamber]

Azrael immediately stepped back, his wings puffing up a bit to signify that he was not upset.

"You have nothing to apologize for, you just happened to startle me-"

He laughed softly, looking down at the providence.

"Is your wing alright? I can imagine that hurt quite bad."

[mothballprovidence]

"it hurts a lot--- b-but I'm sure it's NOTHING to you, A-archangel--"

The providence looks extremely embarrassed to even be in the presence of such a higher angel.

[angelofamber]

Azrael sighed, shaking his head. He motioned for the providence to stay in his place as he turned around and to look for a small first aid kit. He grabbed it, walking back back over and getting out some tweezers, as he had seen the splinters.

“I can try and remove them, if that’s alright with you?”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence nods, eye sparkling as it watches Azrael move and speak.

"...mhm-"

[angelofamber]

Azrael nodded, crouching down and leaning close as he carefully removed each splinter. Once they were all gone, he put all of his stuff back, laughing a little.

“I’m guessing that hurt pretty bad, I’m sorry.”

[mothballprovidence]

"HAHAITWASNOTHINGGGYEAH"

The providence vibrates in place a bit. As if in so much awe his wing was grazed by an Archangel.

[angelofamber]

Azrael tilted his head, laughing a little again.

“There’s no reason to be nervous, little one. I won’t hurt you- nor will I report you to the Council. You have my word.”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence buzzes it's wings in excitement. And... Probably relief too.

"THANKYOUARCHANGELAZRAEL-"

[angelofamber]

“There’s no need to thank me, just common courtesy-“

Azrael thought for a moment after. Why was the providence here?

“If you don’t mind me asking, what brought you to my office?”

[mothballprovidence]

"UM WELL-- I WAS JUST--"

The providence is stunlocked. How does it explain it was watching archangels with severe gender envy?

"um... Just ... Trying to see if anyone needed me-"

[angelofamber]

Azrael hummed, nodding.

“Was there something you needed from me? If you wanted assistance with something, I can try and help-“

[mothballprovidence]

The providence, so used to only be of service to higher angels, never expected to think or want for itself.

At the question of if it needed anything it....

It just cries.

[angelofamber]

Azrael was surprised by this, quickly moving back to the providence's side and crouching down.

He didn't say a word, just opening his arms to offer a hug. He didn't know if a being of pure light could even be hugged, but it was better to offer it than nothing.

[mothballprovidence]

The providence crawls onto his lap, wrapping its wings around him as it cries.

It's words are a lot, many things sobbed out, but...the meaning is clear. How it cried about how much it wishes to be a powerful archangel.

So... It can be a he.

Hm...

[angelofamber]

Azrael held him, sighing and nodding.

“The Council’s rules are cruel…Heaven’s hierarchy in general is cruel, so I can understand your strife. I know it is difficult to be one thing while the outside sees another, but the most honest advice I can give is that you what truly matters is what you feel, not how others perceive you. And you will find people who will accept you for who you truly are. I promise.”

“I know that is not much solace, but…I am also here, if you need support or comfort. My office doors are always open.”

[mothballprovidence]

"oh ... But great Archangel Azrael... What self-respecting angel would ever even look at a Providence like me...?"

The providence murmurs, wings folding and drooping. Tears flowing down his one eye.

[angelofamber]

"I would."

Though it couldn't be seen due to his helm, he was smiling with his eyes, his voice genuine and soft.

"That's a start at least, no?"

[mothballprovidence]

The providence sniffles, snuggling closer.

"Archangel... Is it possible for a providence like me to rise close enough to God... To be a he?"

He asks quietly. So much hope in his voice, whatever Azrael says next could make or break him completely.

[angelofamber]

Azrael paused for a moment. It could be possible, but…he didn’t know.

“…I’m sorry, I…I do not know. But, even if not, why should the rules of the Council dictate how you define yourself?”

[mothballprovidence]

"because the council speaks in the Lord's name! God decided if I am to be in this form.... I suppose I must..."

His voice begins to break audibly, repeating words he had drilled into him.

"and ...and if God says I am nothing but an it...then....then I am ....just a lowly providence."

[angelofamber]

“…the Council does not speak the word of the Father. It’s all empty lies.”

Azrael muttered quietly. This was something he was just recently coming to terms with, but it was true.

“Their rules do not reflect the love of the Father.”

[mothballprovidence]

"father... *Hic* ... father doesn't love me... If...if he did then..."

The providence sniffles, shaking.

"then why am I so sad...? So angry..."

[angelofamber]

“It is only natural…when the outside sees you as something other than your true self, it hurts.”

Azrael felt the providence shake, holding him gently.

“It is a reasonable reaction.”

[mothballprovidence]

"....I want to be a boy."

The providence murmurs, voice full of pain. Such a simple statement, yet... It meant everything to him.

[angelofamber]

Azrael hummed, looking down at the providence in his arms.

“You already are. Even if some fail to see it.”

[mothballprovidence]

The providence looks up at Azrael, eye full of tears and... A little hope.

"...I...I am...?"

[mothballprovidence]

While wandering you come across a Mindflayer who seems to be searching for something, her demeanor is both calm yet also slightly on edge, there’s something about her that’s… different?

@lust-layer-mindflayer

A providence watches from a safe distance, admiring her. Even a machine can have a humanoid form... It's not fair. But she's still so beautiful.

"..."

It wants so badly to attack her, let out it's jealousy. But... No...

It watches instead.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

..?

She turns in your direction, seemingly taking notice of your gaze, an aura of curiosity surrounds her as she floats over cautiously

Hello? There’s no reason to hide, I’m not here to hurt you..! I promise..! You can come out..!

Her cables mimic the stance of angel wings as she floats closer

I didn’t mean to intrude if this is your domain..! I was just looking for something..!

[mothballprovidence]

The providence slowly reveals itself, flying over to Mindflayer with its mothwings.

"why would someone as lowly as me have a domain...?"

It sighs, eye looking down.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

Oh- I wasn’t expecting to find a Providence here, and such a unique one at that. Wait… lowly?

She floats closer to you, seemingly examining your behavior

…First of all, I don’t see you as lowly one bit, if anything, you hold a higher position than the other Providences I’ve encountered before. Secondly, a domain can just be a place you claim for yourself, not something bestowed upon you, alright? Sorry, I should’ve said territory…

She “glances” off to the side

So… do you have a name..?

[mothballprovidence]

"Um its--- not really ever used, lesser angels are rarely called any names but-- it's.... Glass."

The providence shrinks into itself a bit, wings twitching.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

Glass? My, that’s a unique name! It has such a nice ring to it as well, it suits you very well.

She floats down to meet your gaze while still keeping some distance as to not frighten or agitate you

I’m sure there’s no need for me to introduce myself, but I’ll do it anyways, I’m Mindflayer, the commander for the Lust Layer armies, it’s an honor to meet you, Glass, dear.

[mothballprovidence]

The moth-like providence seems a bit bashful while looking at Mindflayer.

"t-thank you, miss..."

It kept glancing and looking her up and down as if trying to commit her appearance to memory. Out of it thinking she's beautiful and... Perhaps some jealousy that a machine can have a humanoid shape, and not a lesser angel like itself...

How sad.

No self respecting greater angel would ever look at a Providence or a Virtue as anything more than an it.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

..? Is something wrong, Glass, dear? You seem rather… conflicted…

She places her left hand under her “chin” and begins to analyze your gaze, trying to figure out what’s going on

…Dear, is it something about my body..? You’ve been staring at it for quite some time now… it’s ok, you can tell me when you feel comfortable enough, I’m not one to judge.

[mothballprovidence]

Glass sighs, looking to the side.

"just... Jealous I guess..."

It's gaze turns downward, to the ground where a bit of water showed it's reflection. It looks at itself with disgust.

" ... Lesser angels like me aren't given the blessing of a humanoid form. We're just canon fodder for heaven. Nothing more than a pest. An it."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

I see…

She floats beside you and sits down on a ledge, a comforting aura surrounding her the whole time

…In a sense, I understand… we Mindflayers weren’t built with bodies to begin with… all we had were heads… that’s all we are…

She “looks” up at the sky

But… after The Final War… my kind began scavenging for plastic… we wanted bodies of our own… something to remember our creators by… they were never part of our original design… we built them ourselves…

She “looks” back at you

You’re more than mere “cannon fodder”, Glass, dear, I can sense a strength within that no other Providence holds, you can free yourself, not be held back by your chains. Easier said than done, I know… but I believe in you fully.

[mothballprovidence]

Glass sniffles, it's eye watering, shedding so many tears as it lowers itself to the ground. Sitting with Mindflayer.

"I want to become an archangel." It said.

"so I can become a man."

Oh, how interesting.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

She “stares” at you for a few seconds before “smiling” gently and resting her left hand on one of your wings carefully

That’s what it is, huh? I had a feeling, but didn’t want to jump too soon. On that note, I wouldn’t mind helping you find a way to achieve that dream, make it a reality.

She wipes the tears from your eye

I know it seems impossible, but for a being such as yourself, there has to be a way, I’ve seen angels do many impossible things before, regardless of status. So who’s to say this isn’t something you can achieve, Glass, dear?

An aura of comfort and determination surrounds her

[mothballprovidence]

Glass's wings are subtly fluffy and soft.

He looks at her, but doesn't speak, thinking for a long while.

Can he do this?

Ah... Haha.... Such a funny joke. . .

"..."

So funny.

Haha. Haha.

Look at this disgusting thing. How it's shaking at Mindflayer's words. Her kindness. It's sweet and infecting...

A thing such as Glass doesn't deserve kindness.

Change the subject. Stop crying. You pathetic thing.

"... Your body is made of plastic? ... Isn't that fragile?"

[mothballprovidence]

While wandering you come across a Mindflayer who seems to be searching for something, her demeanor is both calm yet also slightly on edge, there’s something about her that’s… different?

@lust-layer-mindflayer

A providence watches from a safe distance, admiring her. Even a machine can have a humanoid form... It's not fair. But she's still so beautiful.

"..."

It wants so badly to attack her, let out it's jealousy. But... No...

It watches instead.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

..?

She turns in your direction, seemingly taking notice of your gaze, an aura of curiosity surrounds her as she floats over cautiously

Hello? There’s no reason to hide, I’m not here to hurt you..! I promise..! You can come out..!

Her cables mimic the stance of angel wings as she floats closer

I didn’t mean to intrude if this is your domain..! I was just looking for something..!

[mothballprovidence]

The providence slowly reveals itself, flying over to Mindflayer with its mothwings.

"why would someone as lowly as me have a domain...?"

It sighs, eye looking down.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

Oh- I wasn’t expecting to find a Providence here, and such a unique one at that. Wait… lowly?

She floats closer to you, seemingly examining your behavior

…First of all, I don’t see you as lowly one bit, if anything, you hold a higher position than the other Providences I’ve encountered before. Secondly, a domain can just be a place you claim for yourself, not something bestowed upon you, alright? Sorry, I should’ve said territory…

She “glances” off to the side

So… do you have a name..?

[mothballprovidence]

"Um its--- not really ever used, lesser angels are rarely called any names but-- it's.... Glass."

The providence shrinks into itself a bit, wings twitching.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

Glass? My, that’s a unique name! It has such a nice ring to it as well, it suits you very well.

She floats down to meet your gaze while still keeping some distance as to not frighten or agitate you

I’m sure there’s no need for me to introduce myself, but I’ll do it anyways, I’m Mindflayer, the commander for the Lust Layer armies, it’s an honor to meet you, Glass, dear.

[mothballprovidence]

The moth-like providence seems a bit bashful while looking at Mindflayer.

"t-thank you, miss..."

It kept glancing and looking her up and down as if trying to commit her appearance to memory. Out of it thinking she's beautiful and... Perhaps some jealousy that a machine can have a humanoid shape, and not a lesser angel like itself...

How sad.

No self respecting greater angel would ever look at a Providence or a Virtue as anything more than an it.

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

..? Is something wrong, Glass, dear? You seem rather… conflicted…

She places her left hand under her “chin” and begins to analyze your gaze, trying to figure out what’s going on

…Dear, is it something about my body..? You’ve been staring at it for quite some time now… it’s ok, you can tell me when you feel comfortable enough, I’m not one to judge.

[mothballprovidence]

Glass sighs, looking to the side.

"just... Jealous I guess..."

It's gaze turns downward, to the ground where a bit of water showed it's reflection. It looks at itself with disgust.

" ... Lesser angels like me aren't given the blessing of a humanoid form. We're just canon fodder for heaven. Nothing more than a pest. An it."

[lust-layer-mindflayer]

I see…

She floats beside you and sits down on a ledge, a comforting aura surrounding her the whole time

…In a sense, I understand… we Mindflayers weren’t built with bodies to begin with… all we had were heads… that’s all we are…

She “looks” up at the sky

But… after The Final War… my kind began scavenging for plastic… we wanted bodies of our own… something to remember our creators by… they were never part of our original design… we built them ourselves…

She “looks” back at you

You’re more than mere “cannon fodder”, Glass, dear, I can sense a strength within that no other Providence holds, you can free yourself, not be held back by your chains. Easier said than done, I know… but I believe in you fully.

[mothballprovidence]

Glass sniffles, it's eye watering, shedding so many tears as it lowers itself to the ground. Sitting with Mindflayer.

"I want to become an archangel." It said.

"so I can become a man."

Oh, how interesting.